I'm A Designer!

I'm bored today at work, (surprise!) so a coworker sent me here to design a room for the Pier 1 $1000 giveaway. I designed a room, and you should all vote for me so I can win the $1000 and spend it on cool stuff for a house that I will probably never have.

http://pier1.eprize.net/uroom/index.tbapp?page=gallery

Just search for my email address to find it: bellapazzo@hotmail.com

Hip hip huzzah!

You can design your own room here:

http://pier1.eprize.net/uroom/index.tbapp?utm_source=Pier1&utm_medium=Pier1&utm_campaign=Pier1

I wish there was more of a variety in the stuff you could use, but it was still fun, and wasted about 20 minutes of my time. (Mostly because the cursor sucks. :D)

Lurve!

A Follow-Up From The Branch

Remember the Gum Fiasco I had a little while back? Gum Fiasco #1, I believe it was. Anyway, I had to post a little follow-up regarding it. Today in the mail, I got a package from that one branch who sent me gum before that I gave away, with a new pack of gum inside and a sticky note attached that said, in large, bold letters, "Gum for Heather". Hahaha I was so amused, and it pretty much made my day, since I've been a little frustrated. As if you couldn't tell from the previous post. :D

Grrr!

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GAH GAH GAAAHHHH!!! ARGH!!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
Grrrrr

These Are Gravely Overdue

I look quite like a librarian today. It's kind of fun. Dang, it would rock so hard if I worked in a library. One of those old-fashioned libraries. Or a university library. Well, I'd be happy with any library. Moving on.

I would be in such a lousy mood today if I didn't have such a good time last night. Meaning I got 3 1/2 hours of sleep and am sick from eating nothing but oreos and nutty bars. :D But it was so nice to go out with him, it doesn't matter. No snoggage though. I would have if I weren't so chicken. Mark my words, I will get myself on the snogging scale, if it's the last thing I do! And that might not be too far from the truth. Not that kissing somebody would kill me, but that it will take me so long to get one that I'd be old and near dead anyway. :D Har har har.

So I have my guitar lesson tomorrow and I haven't practiced yet. Crap.

And today at 7:30 I have a meeting with the people whose wedding I'm photographing. I'm wondering if I will have time to take a nap AND practice guitar before then. Probably not. Oooer. I got it - I'll take a nap before I go to the meeting, then I'll be able to stay awake for a bit before I get tired again (like...an hour; two, tops. haha) so I'll practice guitar after the meeting, before bed. Yep. That sounds like a winner.

I also have my eye doctor appointment today at 4. I hope that doesn't cut into my nap time. O_o My left eye is worse again, and I see spots more than I ever have before. I'm thinking they might tell me that I need lasik. I want it anyway, but I'm poor, and afraid of surgeries. But I'd rather not have to worry about my eyes getting worse every 6 months. Maybe I have some terrible eye disease. Bwahaha my mother was convinced that I was going to die yesterday, since I sleep with my eyes part open, and that's a sign of this incurable disease that this kid died from. Yeah, that's what happens when you google something; you get every possible definition of the thing. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to die. Apparently lots of people sleep like that. It's just weird, that's all. I can live with that.

Heather, Ace Detective - Maybe

Another day, another adventure in the grey-upholstered, floursecent-lit world I work in. Today I got to play super-sleuth. The situation: Our victim, a small, defenseless note, was noticed missing at approximately 12:16 p.m. Those who had accompanied it and guaranteed its safe passage could not account for its whereabouts. I, being the ace detective that I am, and reputed far and wide for my unmatched skills in the art of discovering foul play, was naturally called upon to assist in the case.

Suspect #1: Myself. I have been known to have lost a document or two in the depths of my desk, startlingly cluttered as it can be at times. But after a thorough investigation of every nook and cranny surrounding me, I was able to deduce that I was not, in fact, responsible.
Suspect #2: The delivery boy. (Closer by day - kidnapper by night?) After extensive questioning, he claimed that he had searched his car and the floor outside his building in a frenzy when he found out it was missing. I myself walked outside into the bright daylight to check the grounds and under vehicles to see if it was a mere mistake. I did not find it, but a gut feeling tells me this kid is not the culprit.
Suspect #3: The shipping supervisor. (Petty thug or thief extraordinaire?) The delivery boy had taken her a file and thought that maybe our missing note was hidden beneath its manilla covering, like the sweet filling of a jelly donut. Or had she stolen it? Further investigation would be sure to unearth some motive or another.
Suspect #4: The Payroll department. (Mafia of the mortgage world?) The branch manager suggested that perhaps the delivery boy had stuffed the missing note in the inbox for the payroll department in his haste to return to his job. A quick run-over at the receptionist's desk revealed nothing of the sort. Unless someone from the payroll department had noticed the misplaced note early on and had taken advantage of the mistake, no doubt with the intent to use it as blackmail to up their chances of advancement or perhaps a fatter Christmas bonus in their bank account.

Exhausted from the day's hard work, I finally sat back down into my familiar faux-leather chair to begin putting the pieces together. I had not been in my own thoughts for 10 minutes when a member of the funding team found me in my frustrations. What she had for me was truly startling: Our missing note!

And so, needless to say, all was made right again. The corporate world resumed its menial tasks and mundane procedures, but they did it with a greater sense of security, knowing that Heather, Ace Detective, would always be on the case.

All that's left to say is, this was a job well done.

Summer Days?

Ok so I said one a week, but I have been photoshop-happy, so here's another picture that I took. (and edited)

I have been calling it Summer Days, but that's kind of overused. Any suggestions? :D

A Warm Welcome

I finally got to go back to my own ward today. :) I missed them. And so, during the mingle, a bunch of us were sitting together, talking about stuff. Naturally. The conversation turned to names, because there were two of us Heathers there at the table. I started talking about how a heather is a flower that doesn't exactly smell the best. So everyone started putting their two cents in, of course, about me being smelly. "At least Heathers are pretty!" someone mentioned. So then another friend suggested making me business cards that simpy said: "Heather. Stinky but pretty." Then that thought spread to other things like t-shirts, and now I will be forever known as the stinky but pretty one. Hahaha. It could be worse. But that conversation went on a lot longer than I would have imagined, and I have a feeling that it won't end for a while, especially since others kept coming to our table, no doubt wondering what the commotion was, and now half the ward is probably "in on it". I then proceeded to inquire of my other friends, asking if I smelled bad. I got mostly weird looks.

Aside from that, here is my very first photograph that I'm going to be putting up here. It's one that I actually took at a family party of my little sister showing me the candy she got. I don't know why, but I really like it. I decided to play in photoshop so I desaturated everything but the candy. I think it's rather fun. :D Let me know what you think.

And! I have a hot date this week. :D